about fifteen minutes into my saturday shift in a long time, i saw a familiar patron sitting at the computer i'm typing at right now (#16). i don't know who he is, but today he had his left elbow resting on the table, forearm straight up. on his hand, his middle finger was extended, but the person to the left of his paid no attention. it was wrapped up in a bandage and whatnot.

i thought that only happened in the movies.